What is the world coming to, when you can't even trust a rogue vicar and her demon lover?
Simon R. GreenEddie Drood: Is this why we become agents? To play games, to chase after secrets that are rarely worth all the blood spilled on their behalf...To end up stabbed in the back, just when you thought you'd won, bleeding out in some nameless backstreet...With most people never even knowing who you were, or what you did, or why it mattered?
Simon R. Green